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Cleaning Up The Creampie

  

  

  

He kissed me, deeply and with emotion. Then he whispered "thank you" to me, even though I was the one who should have thanked me. I liked this guy, because he was always so grateful and complimentary. He always stuck around after the others left, to express what he would be embarrassed to say in front of them. I think he had genuine affection for me, which was unusual. When I have my first anal gangbang, he will be the guy who starts it off.

 

He made his way out the door, and I heard it close. He had been the first to dress, but the last to leave, and now I was at last alone. I picked up the phone from the bedside table, and dialed Clem. "They're gone" I told him, then hung up. I set the phone back on the bedside table and then reached down to explore my cunt. It would be twenty minutes or more before he arrived.

 

Not more than five minutes earlier, I had received the last of the loads for the evening. I liked to think I could remember all of them, but I probably had forgotten one or two already. Each time the guy's face screwed up and his mouth gaped open, I stored the image away in my memory. Then, I'd add in the exciting feeling of his cock swelling in my tender pussy and the spasmatic throb as he jetted cum into me.

 

The last guy had been special. I always selected one guy to sit out and watch the others as they fucked me for hours. I'd keep tabs on him, making sure he was excited and ready to take his turn. From time to time I'd fluff him, getting him hard and ready to squirt, only to back him off and make him wait. I wanted his load to be huge from anticipation.

 

This time, it was the big black guy I had teased. He had a big cock and bigger balls. He was usually good for several large cumshots a night. Teasing him all night had been almost overkill, but it had been worth it. I sucked him until he warned me he was going to cum, and then I told him to fuck me. He did for only a few very sloppy and satisfying strokes. When he began to shoot, he pulled out until only his head was inside. His huge load filled my stretched insides, and yet was very shallow. He milked his cock, making sure I took every drop. It was great.

 

And so now, I was draining his and the others' semen. There was a huge load of it! My fingers were making sloppy wet noises as I smeared it around my pussy. I was priming myself for the orgasm Clem would give me. I was so ready!

 

I heard the front door open, and soft footfalls came to me. I closed my eyes, wanting to imagine Clem's lust-filled face even more than I wanted to actually see it. My eyes shot open when I heard the gasp. A soft female gasp.

 

"Oh my gawd," Jenny said. Her face was flushed, and yet I knew it wasn't just from shock.

 

"What are you doing here?" I gasped. Jenny lived in the apartment below mine. She was a nice lady, not the kind who should be seeing me after a gangbang!

 

She ignored my question. "I always imagined you would look like this. But the smell! It smells like sex in here. Now I know what they say when they say a room smelled of sex."

 

As I watched, I saw she was wearing her old-style Astros shirt, the one her ex-husband had left. When she unbuttoned it, I saw that was all she was wearing. She slipped it off and sat nude on the side of the bed. Her eyes explored all of me, then came and lingered on my eyes.

 

"I'm a mess," I said weakly. I didn't know exactly was going to happen, but it was going to happen with Jenny.

 

"You are glorious," she corrected. She smiled a little. "I had to see what you looked like," she explained. "I can hear some of it through the ceiling, and I imagined what you were like when these guys had you. And I know Clem comes later and cleans you up. I had to see what you looked like. I usually lay downstairs and masturbate, wondering what it was like to be doing what you are doing."

 

"And today you decided to see?"

 

"Today I saw Clem leaving, and asked him," she told me. I saw that it had been a courageous thing for her to do. "He told me what was going on, had been going on for months. And he said he came back to suck your pussy and clean these guy's cum from you. That's what I had always imagine him to do." She flushed a deep pink. "And I have been so excited... imagining...."

 

"Imagining how it felt to have him clean you out?"

 

She turned a furious red. "Imagining how it would be to do it."

 

"And now?" I prompted.

 

"And now, I'm going to find out." Her eyes met mine, and I felt my breath catch as she slid to the end of the bed. I spread my legs, knowing how used and gooey I was. I'd only had a couple lesbian experiences, and neither had been very good. But I felt terribly aroused to see the ardent look on Jenny's face. She really wanted to do this.

 

Her eyes flicked down to my pussy, then locked on it. "I've never seen another woman like this," she whispered.

 

"I'm sorry I am such a mess," I whispered back.

 

"You are glorious," she repeated, "so totally fucked and sexy." She didn't hesitate much, but slid a finger to my sex. My pussy was raw from the fucking, and her fingers were so obviously feminine. Slender with groomed fingernails. And she was touching me. I let out a low moan.

 

She smeared some of the cum around my waxed pubes, then circled down to penetrate me. She slid her finger deep into me, then pulled it out and examined her digit. It was completely coated with cum. Jenny closed her eyes and sucked her finger. I heard her throaty moan as she tasted her first creampie.

 

"How does he do it?" she asked, her voice raspy with desire.

 

"He usually licks my outside clean, teasing me a little. Then he lays on his back while I sit on his face. He likes me to drain into his mouth."

 

She didn't say anything else, but just leaned closer until her tongue extended and she touched me. She slid her tongue around, lapping at me, cleaning me. "More clit," I hissed, feeling powerfully aroused from the situation. I thought I could cum right away.

 

Her lipsticked lips wrapped around my clit, and she sucked softly. Then she swirled and flicked her tongue over it, and I rapidly rose towards orgasm. Although eager and a beginner, Jenny had the knowledge of how far a woman could be pressed. When I was about to explode in orgasm, she backed off and ignored my clit entirely. As a result, I was left whimpering with need.

 

"You like?" she laughed.

 

"Whew! You are a great pussy eater," I said. "You sure you've never done this?"

 

"Only in my dreams," she giggled. "This is pretty good," she said wriggling her tongue into my stretched and slimy hole.

 

"Get on your back," I ordered. I had enough of this shit. I needed to cum.

 

Jenny slid up and laid next to me. I thought she might kiss me, but I understood how awkward that could have been. "Other way, like we're going to 69," I told her.

 

"Oh," she said.

 

"Its just that when I roll over and sit up, cum will come draining out pretty fast," I explained. "If you are in position, you'll get more of it."

 

"I see," she said. She sounded a little apprehensive, so as soon as she was in position, I did it. I could feel the creampie oozing out, and then her tongue was lapping at it. I leaned forward a little to give her better access to my hole, while allowing me to grind my clit. It felt so fucking good! She ate my pussy almost as good as Clem did, with nearly equal enthusiasm.

 

What often gets me off hardest is seeing how erect Clem is when he is eating my creampie. You can't fake that sort of indicator! He just loves eating my pussy, and sucking down a gangbang is a special treat for him. As I grind my pussy hard on his mouth, I watch his cock bob up and down, so damn hard and oozing precum. He loves it, and I get off knowing he does.

 

But Jenny doesn't have a cock, so I was robbed of that pleasure. Almost. She had laid docilely on her back, with her arms at her sides. She was pleasuring me solely with her mouth! So, her hands were free and were rubbing her clit like mad. Her pussy was soaking wet, and I could see her hard little nub through the curly pussy fur. Her stomach was flexing as her hips undulated. She was totally in heat.

 

When I thought about leaning down and getting into a 69, I came. That was the oral sex act I wanted most with a girl, to have my face buried in her pussy while hers was in mine. My previous lesbian experiences had not gone into 69s, which was maybe why they had been unsatisfying. So, the knowledge that I had an opportunity to have one, now, was orgasmic for me.

 

I heard Jenny moaning and gasping as the night's load of cum got squeezed out of my love canal. I knew it was a lot to swallow, and filling her mouth with cum was a very exciting idea. I throbbed for quite some time, mildly aware that Jenny too had cum. Finally, I collapsed on the bed panting.

 

"That was unbelievable," Jenny commented, laying next to me. Rousing myself, I moved around so that I could look at her face. She was smiling, content. Her face was a mess, like Clem's always is. I slowly licked her face clean, aware that she was watching while I did. When I was done, I looked at her again. "Why'd you do that?" she asked. "You didn't need to."

 

"Well, I figured that if you were taking Clem's place, you ought to get the full experience."

 

She understood, then carefully asked about the gangbang itself. Why we have them. How we found the guys, and made sure they were clean. How often we have them. What it feels like. That sort of thing. I answered her fully, but as I did, a thought occurred to me.

 

"Do you want to feel what it is like to be me?" I asked.

 

She was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

 

"I mean, do you want to feel what it is like to be fucked by a couple different cocks in one night?"

 

"I don't think so," she said, obviously worried.

 

 

The Feeldoe

I knew I'd have to be more clear, so I slid out of the bed. I pulled out the drawer of the bedside table, and pulled out the Feeldoe. The Feeldoe is a dildo with two ends. One end goes into my pussy, and the other goes into whomever I am fucking. The angle between the ends, and the shape of the end in me makes fucking like a man possible.

 

I showed her the Feeldoe. "I got this to fuck Clem with," I explained, "but we haven't used it yet. How about I fuck you until Clem gets here, and then he can finish you off?"

 

Jenny hesitated. "I haven't been with a guy for a long time," she said softly. "I haven't been with a woman either," she quickly added.

 

"I'll be gentle, and if you want me to stop, I will," I told her.

 

"OK," she said, looking determined to overcome her private fears. She had been very brave so far tonight, and didn't want to stop so quickly.

 

I put one leg on the bed, and slowly inserted the Feeldoe into my sloppy hole. Despite how stretched I was, the dildo felt so nice and stayed snugly. When it was in, I had a nice (albeit purple) erection.

 

"Before I fuck you," I said, "you'll have to suck me a little. That's what I have to do." I got on the bed, laying on my back like most of the guys I suck, and stroked my cock.

 

Giggling a little at the improbability of it, she slid over and began to blow me. It was fascinating to see her technique. It was different from what I do, and part of me wondered if it were better. I stored it away in my memory for future use, felt the movement of the dildo in my cunt. The large bulbous end was massaging my g-spot, which was very nice indeed.

 

It was while she was sucking me that Clem arrived. "What the fuck?" he smiled, coming in quietly.

 

"You dickhead," I laughed, "you encouraged her."

 

"Yes I did," he laughed, beginning to remove his clothes. "Was that OK?"

 

"Yeah, surprising but very nice. You ought to feel threatened," I laughed. "But now she's trading places with me."

 

"Oh, do I get to just watch?"

 

"You get to be the last batter," I told him. Conversation was nice, especially with Clem, but I was excited to see Jenny getting fucked. "Roll over bitch," I hissed at her.

 

She looked up at me, startled to hear me cuss. She saw me smiling, and smiling herself she rolled onto her back.

 

Carefully, I positioned the head of the Feeldoe at her opening. Slowly, aware of her lack of practice, I slid my cock into her. She gasped, feeling herself opening up. Her fingers found the bedsheet and gripped it hard. Her back arched as I buried myself into her.

 

Starting slowly, I began to pump in and out. It felt pretty good to me, the bulbous end pressing my g-spot and my clit grinding against the base of the dick. Even so, it felt so much better to Jenny. She didn't make much sound, but licked her lips undulated against me. She reached down and began to massage her clit while I fucked. Giving her such pleasure was very arousing.

 

We did a lot of variations, letting me learn a lot about fucking women. Clem suggested a position, and we did it. Some worked for me, some for her, and some for both of us. My favorite, though was the simple missionary position where I had a good angle and I could see her excite herself.

 

Jenny started out slow, but soon let herself go. I think she came five times. When I came for a second time, I pulled out and invited the very anxious Clem to have a go.

 

Honestly, I didn't know how Clem could do it, knowing I was having sex with other men. Watching Jenny and he looking at each other, literally like lovers. Their eyes locked and they shared an little smile as he slid into her juicy and stretched pussy. Surely he knew I shared those looks with the men who fucked me, and yet he let me do it. I had a new admiration for the gift he gave me.

 

Clem is not exactly a cocksman. He loves creampies so much that he usually doesn't even try to last. He pumps for a few minutes, jets his cum into me, then makes me cum hard with his mouth. Fucking Jenny, though, he seemed to want to make it last. Maybe his pride was up or some other equally male motivation was at work, but he fucked her for quite some time.

 

Finally, he announced he was going to cum. "Cum shallow, so it drains," I advised. I watched, amazed as he pulled almost all the way out while he shot squirt after squirt into her. Having the different perspective was incredible.

 

When he was done, and had milked his cock into her, he just stopped and looked at me. A very nasty smile came over his face. "Get on your back and prepare to eat creampie," he said.

 

I was shocked! But, you know, it made sort of sense. We were all trying new things. Why not me?

 

I crawled onto the bed, but was unprepared for what was in store for me when Jenny rolled over and planted her gooey cunt on my face. It was red and raw from fucking, and already draining. My gawd, there was a thick glob of cum already at her opening, gathering mass so that it would drip. I had only a moment to take it all in, and then her pussy was mashing down on my face.

 

I had tasted creampies before, at least I had tasted mine. Jenny's flavor was different than mine, but the big change was the situation. When I dipped a finger and tasted myself, I wasn't trapped between thighs which amplified the smell and heat. Too, there was the feeling of being trapped, forced to suck cum from her. But mostly, Jenny was actively grinding on my face like I had done to her earlier.

 

This was like the 69 I had wanted before. She was in heat and using my mouth, making sure I paid proper attention to her clitty and flowing hole. Literally, it took my breath away to be used like this... to be giving out such pleasure. My tongue swirled in and around her wetness. It was hot, wet, musky, and salty, pussy and cock and cum. I loved it.

 

I felt my legs being spread and I knew Clem was getting into it, and I became delightfully confused as to what to pay attention to. It was hard to remember to eat Jenny even though she was forcing me to. Clem gives great oral, the bastard.

 

Despite my inexpertise, it didn't take Jenny so long to cum. Her grinds became jerky and clit-focused, and then she came. Her vagina convulsed, squeezing out the mix of her juice and Clem's cum. I barely could concentrate on swallowing the load, because I was close to my own orgasm. My gasps for breath filled my mouth with creampie. It was nasty and too much to take.

 

I came.

 

It was pretty intense, cumming hard while still trapped between Jenny's thighs. She had collapsed onto my stomach, making it even harder to breathe. It was like the position was distilling the experience. Awesome.

 

Afterward, we all three laid in a heap, talking and sharing. Clem is pretty good at that too, but having Jenny part of the mix was nice too. Clem brought up whether the experience changed things between Jenny and me. I don't know if he felt threatened about us maybe getting together while he wasn't around. We reassured him that nothing really had changed after an experimental encounter. We all hugged and kissed, and they left. I didn't even walk them out, but fell asleep in the varied wetspots, feeling the tramp.

 

The next day I passed her door on my way to work and I was pretty sure Clem really ought to feel threatened.

 

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